Top 500 Erin Morgenstern Quotes (2024 Update)
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401. “To be a guardian is to be trusted. To be trusted, all must be tested.”

— Erin Morgenstern

402. “Maybe the Starless Sea isn’t just a children’s bedtime story.”

— Erin Morgenstern

403. “Zachary remembers the man lost in time wandering cities of honey and bone in Sweet Sorrows and the mention of the Starless Sea in Fortunes and Fables and wonders if all of these stories are somehow the same story.”

— Erin Morgenstern

404. “He carries the light into places long unfamiliar with illumination that accept it like a half-remembered dream.”

— Erin Morgenstern

405. “You have no friends. And all of this is a fabrication. Your brain’s feeble attempt to preserve itself. Telling itself a story with love and adventure and mystery. All of those things you wanted in your life that you were too busy playing your games and reading your books to go out and find. Your wasted life is ending, that is why you are here.”

— Erin Morgenstern

406. “Move through this,” Simon advises him. “Let it move through you and then let it go.”

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407. “They live and they work and they play and they love and if they ever miss the world above they rarely admit it. This is their world, starless and sacred. They think it impervious. Impenetrable and eternal. Yet all things change in time.”

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408. “Even those who keep to their private chambers and their books emerge from their solitude on such occasions, and some are persuaded to join the revelry while others content themselves with observation.”

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409. “This is where we leave them, in a long-awaited kiss upon the Starless Sea, tangled in salvation and desire and obsolete cartography.”

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410. “She talked a lot about eggs and keeping them from breaking.” “If an egg breaks it becomes more than it was,” Mirabel says, after considering the matter. “And what is an egg, if not something waiting to be broken?”

— Erin Morgenstern

411. “The ancient stories that flames whisper to moths.”

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412. “We like to hit all of the senses,” Lainie says. “Some more than others,” Tara adds. “True,” her sister agrees. “Scent is often underestimated, when it can be the most evocative.”

— Erin Morgenstern

413. “They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent.”

— Erin Morgenstern

414. “Maybe everything is burning, has burned, will burn.”

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415. “I would have written you, myself, if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.”

— Erin Morgenstern

416. “Ezra, I’m going to ask you to believe in a lot of impossible things but I’d appreciate it if you would refrain from using the m-word.”

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417. “For no mortal can love the moon. Not for long.”

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418. “And there are always those who would watch Alexandria burn. There always have been. There always will be. So there are always guardians.”

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419. “Skyrim-inspired sweet rolls and classic BioShock cream-filled cakes and maraschino truffle odes to Pac-Man cherries.”

— Erin Morgenstern

420. “By the time he reaches the farm, he is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he is supposed to be than the Bailey he had been the day before.”

— Erin Morgenstern

421. “He gasps for a breath his lungs do not require and around him the world breaks.”

— Erin Morgenstern

422. “He attempts various combinations and finds a bee and a key on the coat of arms of a fictional magic school.”

— Erin Morgenstern

423. “When they depart, they shake hands and embrace like old friends, even if they have only just met, and as they go their separate ways they feel less alone than they had before.”

— Erin Morgenstern

424. “Is he a boy or a man? She is not sure how to tell the difference.”

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425. “If the boy turns the painted knob and opens the impossible door, everything will change. But he does not.”

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426. “It won’t be the same when you get back,” Eleanor says. “Sometimes you can’t go back to the same old place, you have to go to the new ones.”

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427. “They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind... They sit over their drinks, smiling like children and they relish being surrounded by kindred spirits, if only for an evening. When they depart, they shake hands and embrace like old friends, even if they have just met, and as they go their separate ways they feel less alone then they had before.”

— Erin Morgenstern

428. “You ask a lot of questions.” Tsukiko responds. “You don’t answer very many of them.”

— Erin Morgenstern

429. “Nothing but a dreamer, longing for something he does not understand.”

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430. “One is proud, one collects one’s receipts, and even if one is a bit melancholy, one moves on.”

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431. “Change is what a story is, after all.”

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432. “In this significant moment, if the boy turns the painted knob and opens the impossible door, everything will change. But he does not. Instead, he puts his hands in his pockets. Part of him decides he is being childish and that he is too old to expect real life to be like books. Another part of him decides that if he does not try he cannot be disappointed and he can go on believing that the door could open even if it is just pretend.”

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433. “And so time goes as it should and events that were once fated to happen are left instead to chance, and Chance never falls in love with anything for long. But the world is strange and endings are not truly endings no matter how the stars might wish it so. Occasionally Fate can pull itself together again. And Time is always waiting.”

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434. “I’m not sure I want to be in a relationship right now anyway. Things change.”

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435. “Passionate love stories that were manipulated into the vacancies between raindrops and vanished with the end of the storm.”

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436. “And so the son of the fortune-teller does not find his way to the Starless Sea. Not yet.”

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437. “Disoriented and woozy, his mind a second behind his body, like pulling himself through crystal-clear mud. As though he’s still drunk but doing it wrong.”

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438. “He drinks his wine while he weighs his options and his future and his past and his story. How far he’s come. The unknowable distance left to go.”

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439. “Los mejores placeres son siempre los inesperados.”

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440. “You can talk, can’t you?” he asks. “No,” says the cat. It bows its head and turns, walking off into the shadows, leaving Zachary staring dumbly after it.”

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441. “It will take a great deal more than that charming smile of yours to seduce me.”

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442. “This is the rabbit hole. Do you want to know the secret to surviving once you’ve gone down the rabbit hole?” Zachary nods and Mirabel leans forward. Her eyes are ringed with gold. “Be a rabbit,” she whispers.”

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443. “Maybe once you go to wonderland you’re supposed to stay there because nothing will ever be the same in the real world, in the other world, afterward. Afterworld.”

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444. “A few include disturbingly worded marriage proposals.”

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445. “Perhaps a face is too complicated to capture in words.”

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446. “Inside the tower room the small girl looked at the darkness and the darkness looked back.”

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447. “I’ve spent a great deal of my life doing what other people wanted for me and not what I wanted myself and I’m trying to change. Impulse decisions. No shoes. It’s refreshing in a terrifying sort of way.”

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448. “Zachary puts the candy on his tongue. He was right, peppermint. No, steel. Cold steel. The story unfolds in his head more than in his ears and there are words but there aren’t, pictures and sensations and tastes that change and progress from the initial mint and metal through blood and sugar and summer air. Then it’s gone.”

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449. “He tells himself that it is not a bad life. That there is nothing wrong with being a farmer. But still, the discontent remains. Even the ground beneath his feet feels unsatisfying to his boots.”

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450. “These doors will sing. Silent siren songs for those who seek what lies behind them.”

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